Plymouth Tribune, Volume 9, Number 5, Plymouth, Marshall County, 4 November 1909 — Page 3

Hy MUST. LOVJBTT CA.MB'ROJV Xathor of "la a Crass Country, A Daughter's Heart,' "A Sister Sla," -Jack's Secret, Etc, Etc

CHAPTER III. (Continued.) Then he consoled himself by reflecting that he could certainly be back again by mid-day on Monday, and that, after all, it was but a small sacrifice to make of his own joys to her who had devoted her life to him. Again he thought about Lady Garland, and what a nuisance she would be at such a juncture in the limited space of the little cottage. "By Monday the woman will be gone!" he thought, "and It will be ever so much easier to get Mrs. Garland's consent to our engagement when that appalling sistcr-in-law of hers has taken her departure! Yes, it really would be wiser to put off explanations and revelations until Monday," was his final reflection or the situation; and then he sent for a Mmetable, and looked out his train. V.iere was a good one in half-an-hour's time. He packed a small bag of necessaries, sent on! a telegram to his sister to announce his arrival, and sat down to the writing table in the bow-window. "My darling," he scrawled hastily, "please don't be very disappointed and unhappy, but I am unfortunately obliged to go away till Monday; my sister has sent for me on an important family affair, and I cannot possibly refuse to go to her. I must be off, my dearest; please don't be sad, for I shall very soon come back to you. And. darling, will you keep our little secret as you promised me, until we meet again? I don't want you to tell your mother one word about It till I return. Tours, Rupert Carroll." When he had finished writing, he rang the bell, and the comfortably fat landlady of the "George" answered his summons. "Can your boy take this note at once up to Mrs. Garland's cottage for me, Mrs. Makin?" he asked. "Certainly, sir, Tommy shall take It at once." The fly was already at the door, and his tag was inside it. The way to the station did not lie past Mrs. Garland's cottage, so that Carroll had no opportunity even of looking at the outside of the casket which contained his treasure; but he saw the boy Tommy under his cotton umbrella, hurrying away along the lane with hi3 tote to Irene in his hand. The train came up, and he jumped Into it, and soon was borne away from the remote and tranquil village on the Thames, where he had been so happy. His last glimpse of the scenes of the romance of his life was not a cheering one. The valley was swathed in rain mists, and the driving wind drove the dark clouds roughly over the lowering sky. Just as the train turned a sharp curve out of sight of the village and the river, Irene was opening her first love-letter. In the seclusion of her own li.tle bedroom, where she had flown to read it when It was put into her hand. She was disappointed, of course, dreadfully disappointed. At the first shock of the words that told her that he had gone away, the pretty color fled from her cheeks, and her beating heart sank down coldly and numbly within her. But Irene was, as her lover believed her to be, a thoroughly sensible sTirl. After the first few moments she began to recover her equanimity. "Of course he was right to go," she said aloud to herself, as she kissed the letter and put it safely into her pocket. "It Is tiresome of course that It should happen to-day, of all days, but he could not help his sister sending for him." Meanwhile she was not in the least unhappy. She had last night's wonderful Joy, that sweet and sacred secret, shared only with him she loved to think about; besides, Monday would soon come very soon. But it rained the whole livelong day, and not only that day, but on the Sunday, too. The hours wore away very slowly and drearily. "I why :ir. Can oil has never been near us for two whole days," said Mrs. Garland when tea time on Sunday came, and nothing had been seen of the young man. Then Irene blushed as she answered with some confusion "Mr. Carroll is away, mamma, he will not be back till to-morrow." "Oh, Indeed! Well, I must say one misses him dreadfully, he Is so blight and cheery; he would have amused us these two wet days." Lady Garland was looking hard at her niece. The blush, the confused manner, the little hesitation over the young man's name, were not lost upon her. "There Is mischief done already, I do believe!" she said to herself. "What a fool poor Gertrude is, not to see the danger of such an Intimacy." Then aloud she remarked with comfortable cheerfulness, as she helped herself to some more bread and butter: "He has gone for good, I have no doubt: that is what these casual young men do. They are here to-day, and they vanish to-morrow! Jfou will see, my dear," nodding: across the table lightly at her sister-in-law, "mark my words, you have seen the last of Mr. Rupert Carroll; he will never come back again." Oh. why did her aunt's cruel words ring like the knell of Death in Irene's ears? She shivered, and turned sick and cold as she heard them. CHAPTER IV. "Certainly, my lord, nothing could be more suitable, my lord. Your lordship's taste is excellent" And Mr. McGillup, the fashionable Jeweler, bowed and smirked as he stood behind his glittering counter in his smart West End shop, and washed his hands in invisible soap, and wreathed his face in smiles, for the benefit of his aristocratic customer. "Now what d'you really think, McGillup?" inquired the purchaser for the twentieth time. "D'you think the pendant alone would do? or shall I have the pearls without the pendant?" "Well, my lord, as I said before, for a really suitable present such as your lordship would of course wish to give to a lady destined to become your lordship's bride, why, I should decidedly recommend the pendant and the pearls." The jewels lay In their velvet case on tbe glass counter between them, a great string of milk-white pearls, with a heart-shaped diamond locket that shone and glistened as Mr. McGillup turned and twisted it about so as to show off its beauty. "You see there's the ring besides; that is a necessity, I suppose, when a man is engaged to be married?" "Certainly, my lord," replied the Jeweler, grinning. "A necessity, no doubt, as your, lordship aptly puts it! But the ring is a. mere trifle. Now to my mind, the pearls are nothing without the pendant, and the pendant nothing

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without the pearls. But you put the two together," suiting the action to the word, "and here you have at once a gift such as a nobleman of your position, my lord, may fitly present to his affianced lady." Lord Netherville lapsed Into silence, turning the jewels over thoughtfully In his hands. lie leant half-way across the counter, his head forward, his broad back bent He was as startlingly like his cousin, Rupert Carroll, as though he had been his twin brother. He was of the same height and build, he had the same dark, clustering, curly hair, the same brown eyes and regular features, and even the auburn moustache was of the same size and fashion. It was perhaps the likeness of their twin mothers that had thus transmitted itself to their sons, the two sisters, who had married two brothers. Yet there was something a little different when you came to know them both well in the faces of these two cousins. The differnce lay, hot in feature, but in expression. Rupert Carroll's face was bright and open, his eyes looked you full in the face, with a generous candor, his lips smiled frankly and warmly. But Lord Netherville's eyes were shifty, and his smile was cold and cynical. There was something of calculation in his face, of which there was no trace in Rupert's. Netherville always had second thoughts in his mind. Thus, though in the present instance he wished to give a very handsome gift to the lady to whom he was just engaged, the wish was prompted quite as much by policy as by affection. He wanted not only to please his lady-love, but also to impress his elderly maiden cousin with his generosity, so that she, on her part, might see the expediency of making a handsome settlement on her penniless adopted daughter. For although he was in love with Agatha Dale, he would very much rather thut she had had some small fortune of her own. t "I think I will have them both," he said decisively at last "But you must give me a good long tick, McGillup." "Oh, of course, my lord, of course! it ; doesn't signify to me when you pay." f'l am going down to Kent this afternoon by the 5:15 train from Victoria Station. They must be at my place in good time, say before 4. I think it safer to carry them just as they are in their case. In my coat pocket." Now to this conversation Billy Watson had been listening with all his ears. He sat In an angle of the wall behind the counter, with a leather in one hand, and a silver butter-dish in the other. He was supposed to be polishing it up. ! Jle was 14 or thereabouts, but though small and slight in figure, his face was preternaturally old and sharp. He had a shock of unkempt black hair falling roughly about his face, from beneath the shadow of which two black, bead-like eyes gleam ed piercingly out of his pale, thin face. Just as the transaction was completed, Mr. McGillup turned round and perceived him. "What are you doing there, Watson?" he asked, sharply. "A-polishing of the siller, sir," replied Billy demurely, falling to hard on his butter-dirh with the chamois leather. "Who told you to eli in the front shop? You've no business here at all go back at once." Billy obeyed meekly, he took himself and his chamois leather and his butter-dish promptly away, into the back premises. Presently Lord Netherville nodded a careless farewell to the Jeweler and walked out of his shop. Now all this took place on Saturday morning that same wet Saturday morning on which Rupert Carroll at the "George Inn" at Chatsvell-on-Thames, had received the letter from his sister summoning him to Kent, and Just at the moment when Lord Netherville was walking out of Mr. McGIllup's shop, Rupert Carroll, his cousin, was getting into the train which was to bring him up to London. It was a wet morning In London, too wet and muddy, and odiously unpleasant, as wet weather In London is wont to be. Very few customers came into the shop after Lord Netherville went away. The morning hours dragged away slowly enough, and the smart young men behind Mr. McGillup's counter looked ruefully and gloomily out of windows at the down-pouring rain. It was early-closing day, but what was the use of a half-holiday with such weather as this? "May I go, Mr. Grimes?" asked Billy Watson, as 2 o'clock struck. "It's Arthur's turn to put up the shutters." "Yes, yes run away. Bill, and mind you come punctual Monday morning," said Mr. Grimes, looking up from the desk where he was finishing' up the week's accounts. Billy threw one anxious look up at the clock, and sped away like an arrow from the bow into the wet and murky street He ran hard as hard as he could scamper In a northeasterly direction till he left all the fashionable streets and squares far behind, ' and reached a region of dirty, narrow slums, where the houses were mean and SQualld. and the population ragged and rough. Here the streets were tortuous and intricate; costermongers carts filled the roadways, and Itinerant vendors of all kinds of goods, from second-hand clothes to old tin kettles, hawked their wares along the streets, with shrill and unintelligible cries. Billy Watson seemed to know his way perfectly well through, these dark and noisome streets. He passed quickly amongst the crowd, with a nod here and there to an acquaintance, or a laugh In reply to some jest that occasionally greeted him on his way. But he would not stop. The boy was in a hurry, and he had not yet reached his destination. At length he turned into an alley that was. If possible, narrower and dirtier and more squalid than any other he had as yet passed through. Half-way down this alley stood a low, dingy public-house, against the doorway of which leant a man of the most forbidding aspect When he caught slsht of Billy Watson runninup breathless and bespattered with mud, he gave a short whistle into the darkness of the smoke-begrimed passage behind him. He was Immediately joined by two other men who were apparently waiting for the signal. All the three walked up the narrow alley together, and Billy followed them. When they reached the corner house, they stopped and turned round, and the boy came up to them. "You are late, young 'un." observed the best-dressed man of the three, as he took a handsome gold watch out of

his waistcoat pocket and consulted It "Twenty minutes late, d'ye know that?" he added, frowning severely at

the trembling boy. "I'm very sorry, sir. Don't scold me; twasn't my fault." "Lucky for you the Marquis don't set Jim to break every blessed bone in your body for you," growled the rr.n; next to him, savagely. Billy looked up and shivered at the bare suggestion. Jim was a person of colossal strength, broad and brawny, with a heavy bull neck set into a huge width of shoulder he could have crushed Billy in one hand like a sparrow. "Well, have you got any news for us?" inquired the first man, who was better spoken and less rough in manner than either of his two companions, and who seemed .to be the leading spirit of the trio. "Has anything been settled? Has he bought them?" "Yes, sir. lie bought 'em to-day. He will 'ave 'em aent this afternoon in time to take down by the 5:15 train, Wictory Station. Lord Netherville bought them pearls this wery morning, and there was some di'monds. too. and 'e's a-goin to take 'em into the country just In Ms pocket this afternoon." "Should ye know the gent again il you see 'im?" Inquired the third man, who was addressed by his companions by the name of Shuffler. "In course, sir. I've seen Mm foui times. I'd know him anywhere." "There ain't much time to lose?" remarked Shuffler, and the Marquis'con. suited his go!d timepiece once more. "Come along, young'un." (To be continued.) BASEBALL STABS IN WINTER. Some of the Favorites of tbe Dia mond Are Model Family Men. Tenney has passed his winter near Boston playing with his little daughters and teaching them to draw; he is a great "family man," says James Hopper ia Everybody's. Bridwell 13 a nlnirod. When you ask him how the hunting has been the raises before you two fingers eloquent of regret; thy mean that "Brid" missed two das hunting during the "wintering" (they all speak of the winter, these baseball men, as might bears or possums). By the way, I'd give a nickel to know young Mrs. Bridwell. Young Mr. Bridwell does not drink, does not smoke does not chew and says "Pshaw" or "Dosh gorn it" if he boots a grounder which is mighty seldom. Now, all this true elegance in living, this repression, may be due to the fact that to Bridwell baseball is an art, and that for excellence In that art he Is determined to sacrifice cheaper things. But this does not explain the fact that while training or on the circuit, young Mr. Bridwell mails every day a long letter to young Mrs. Bridwell; and that every day young Mr. Bridwell receives a fatly stuffed envelope from young Mrs. Bridwell. On that subject one cannot get much from him; he has the reserve of the true lover. I'd give two nickels to know Mrs. Bridwell. "Cy" Seymour has been in New York taking snow contracts (must be a bit of a politician, eh?). Mathewson has been playing checkers blindfolded or with his hands tied or against fifty opponents independently and at once, and he has been working at life iasurance. "Thought I'd better prepare a new career since I am no longer sure of my arm," he says, seriously. This heartrending remark is due to the fact that in the last game of last season, after bearing the brunt of th Giants' fight for the pennant (there was on the nine only one other pitcher In condition), after pitching a phenomenal number of game3 and wiinlng a still more wonderful percentage of them. "Matty" was hit, In one minute of one inning of that last game, three times in succession which lost the game and the pennant. Lest you Idealize Mathevson too much I will add hastily that this peerless young man Is as severe upon others as he is upon himself. Herzog his been working his Maryland farm and h3s become the father of a baby daughter get him in a quiet, very quiet corner, and he'll talk an hour about the wonder cf that little daughter. And Larry Doyle, happy, smiling Larry of the soft-brown eyes, has been acting the villain in a traveling melodrama. Corner him and after mu.i persuasion he will show you how ne would say, with knit eyebrows and sawing teeth: "GIvj nah those papers or IH1111 kkkilll yuh!" Good Samples. Mr. Hepworth had been married five times, "and happily every time," as he often said. His first marriage had occurred when he was nineteen and his last at the age of seventy. His last wife was a sensible woman, some years his junior, who survived him, when he died, at the age of seventynine. During his last Illness Mr. Hepworth made various plans for his wife's remaining years, and talked them over with her In a matter of fact wayf "You'll have plenty of money to travel, El!en," he said one day, "and you like it, which I never did. Why do'i't you take a trip down Into Connecticut? There are good folks there, and you'd enjoy yourself. I never went." "How do you know about the folks, when you've nsver been there?" Inquired Mrs. Hepworth. mildly. "Stands to reason," said her husband. "The heft o' my wives come from Connecticut three of 'em, all fine women. If business hadn't Rep' me in Massachusetts, Ellen, I don't doubt my last choice would've been made down there, though I haven't got a single regret, mind you!" Youth's Companion. Illche For n Change. "I done had so much poverty," said Brother Dickey, "dat I gwine ter pray fer somepin' new in de new year. 1 gwlne ter git down on what's lef er my po' ol' knees an' ax de good Lawd ter make me rich! I reckon dat'll be a big surprise ter de angels ez dey ain't lookln' fer dat fum me but I gwlne ter qualify it, ez yoi may say, by axln de Lawd ter make me rich an' humble! "Atlanta Constitution. Did Sbef When I asked for her hand. Did my lady succumb? With a tone of command. When I asked for her hand, I got more than I i1 tnncd I am under her thumb, When I asked for her hand. Did my Lidy succumb? New York Times. 'ot for II Im. "Mean thing!" exclaimed Mrs. Newlived; "it's just brutal of you to call it 'this stuff.' You said you'd be glad if I baked my own bread" "Yes. dear." replied the brute, "but I didn't say you should bake mine." Catholic Standard and Times. The sound of a boll carries much better through water than air.

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A Mollier' Lumeni. If I had known in the morning How wearily all the day The words unkind Would trouble my mind I said when you wont away, I had been more careful, darling. Nor given you needless pain; But we vex our own With look and tone We might never take back again. For though in the quiet evening You may give me the kiss of peace Yet it might be That never for me The pain of the heart should cease. How many go forth In the morning That never come home at night. And hearts have broken For harsh words spoken That sorrow can ne'er set right. We have careful thoughts for the stranger. And smiles for the sometime guest. But oft for our own The bitter tone. Though wo love our own the best. Ah! lips with the curve impatient. Ah! brow with that look of scorn, Twere a cruel fate Were the night too late To undo the work of morn. Margaret E. Sangster. Hats faced with fur. . Dull jet for mourning. . Moire re vers on coats. Poke bonnets of beaver. Moire belt3 with jet buckles. Hat pins with flat oval head3. Handkerchiefs with tulle edges. Moire coats with broadcloth skirts. Irish crochet Is seen on all the-cloth and silk gowns and insct3 of Irish THE TUNIC GOWN. The close fitting tunic continues In undisturbed popularity for gowns of broadcloth and fancy permos, the use of draped panniers being possible only whei the material is of a soft, pliable nature, such as the chiffons or silk cashmeres. Thi3 practical little model is one of the one-piece gowns which have come into use with the advent of the becoming topcoat. The gown is of a dark-green permo-finished material of English make, soft of texture, though firm and durable, combining, as it does, both mohair and wool. crochet, large a3 well as small, ornament waists of cotton crepe. Velvet suits once more for small boys. A single rose on hats of fur and velvet. The coat without the center back seam. A new small hat called a matinee toque. Ecru and pale gray gloves for street wear. Broad folded belts of satin on house gowns. Crosswise puffs in the making of net sleeves. For the baby, very long capes with hoods attached. The crepe veil draped at one side for mourning wear. Chamois facings on the re vers of white knitted sweaters. The Jersey which buttons on one side for schoolgirls. A sombrero shape in beige felt for young women and girls. Shawl-shaped shoulder wraps of black velvet edged with fur. Hand embroidery on everything from lingerie and slippers to cats. Diagonal serge belongä to the Russian blouse suit; it is made in one and two toned effects. A Paris fad for the wearing of artificial flowers for corsage bouquets, to harmonize with hats. Satin-finished zibellne Is designed for the beautiful afternoon costume with shorter coat, cuff3 and lapels. Bright red Is still In favor for chil dren's coats and fall and winter coats in scarlet are shown trimmed with black braid. Tarns may be had to match. The girl of the season is learning the coquetry of the scarf and employs it almost a3 cleverly as the fan or the pretty parasol with which she flirted this summer. Trim; high stocks are taking the place of the Dutch and Eton collars in popular favor for the autumn. The latter will still be worn In the bouse. because of their comfort, tut for mod ish street wear they wUl be less seen 1 De Content with Little. After all. can tbere be a mere sat isfying success than to achieve con tentment with little things to be hap py with simple pleasures and a few dear people in peaceful obscurity? It takes no heart-hardening struggle to win this goal. It is within the Teach of all of us. And as we gather

3 flowers, and look at the sea and the blue sky, we somehow know it to be tbe truest success of all. Well aa we know it we are so apt to forget that there is a bigger success than making much money and a great name and that is the daily shaping of a noble character. . And that can be done by chiseling with the little tasks of every day in silence and obscurity, as well as with big events in the public glare. But it can never be done by ruthlessly forging ahead over our prostrate ideals. Curing n. Cold. Don't worry with remedies. Keep yourself In good condition. Seek the open air and the sunshine. Be properly clothed, fed and exercised. Have your bedroom the abode of fresh air. Avoid poor air and shun Ill-ventilated places. Cold sprays will keep the skin in good working order. In addition to this, the bowels and kidneys must do their duty. Sensible, regular eating and drink regulate that Everybody has a successful cough and cold remedy, as most colds are mild affairs that run their course in four days or more, or until "the body has time to produce an antitoxin or antibody to stop their further progress." What Women Should Know. When schools jteach mothers that giving the baby a "pacifier" means giving adenoids, crooked teeth, misshapen face and chest, perhaps tuberculosis, to the school child; that giving the baby food which doe3 not thoroughly nourish it means giving a poor physique, a weak stomach, anaemia or rickets to the school child; that cleanliness spells health, that neglect of the A TRIO OF STRIKING COSTUMES. MILITARY TRIMMING. Evening wraps for this winter show much fullness at the sides, many of the very newest French models having such full draped side sections that they resemble the pannier effects seen hitherto on powns only. This model is not only distinctly chic and new in every detail, but also has the unique advantage of being comfortably protecting from wintry blasts with its high collar and small arm openings. It is developed in gold embroidered broadcloth, embroidered about the collar in gold soutache. baby means a backward school child and later on a young man or woman physically unable to cope with wage earning, then mothers will see the wis dom of learning how to take care of the baby, and will keep up habits of health for the school child. To teach these things a doctor and a nurse who have had practical experi ence with children should hold regular mothers' classes in the school build ings at least once a week, says the Delineator. Every teacher should attend these classes. Since infant health has so much to do with the health of the child when it come3 to school age, it Is a matter of vital importance that the school teacher should also understand the care of the child for whom stoe i3 later to become responsible. Denver Hat Ia Popular. The vogue of beaver as a hat material continues in undisturbed popularity. This chic if substantial looking model of beaver plush In the beautiful soft pervenche or bluish violet shade is a particularly happy conception of the styles of the moment, cmbracing, as it does, several features which are considered decidedly novel and indispensable In up-to-the-moment hat style. The two curved quills apparently fastened to the hat by a pair of dark violet mercury wings, and the roll of the brim close against the crown on either side, show the sure and inimitable touch of the Parisian modiste's artistic fingers. Pourlno Liquids. It Is often most difficult to pour a liquid from a bottle without spilling it. This is especially true of ink, when the neck of the bottle has not a de-

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U pression. If one will take a toothpick, moisten it and make a line on the neck of the bottle, there will be no further trouble in the pouring. The liquid will always follow the outline on the glass. j . ...V.. , L Vrrer-JI MILLINERY Simple lint. Many hats like thU one, with their rever caught up smartly at one side by a rosette or bow, are displayed for this season's wear. These hat3 have a dash, but with all a simplicity, very appropriate for, and very fetching over a youthful face. They are fashioned of the soft felts, the one in question being of deep red; the crown is low, the brim broad and the rever Is turned back to the crown and there held by the huge rosette of crushed velvet in self-tone. Through this are thrust two smart quills. Hang- Your Sklrta Up. A woman makes a mistake when she thinks it is not necessary to put old suits on good hangers, say3 an observing writer. One of the reasons that some women's clothes look so well is because they are kept on hangers until they are given away or discarded. As long as one wears a coat and skirt one should keep it in shape, and this Is the only way to do so. Hanging A REMODELED GOWN. Here are some suggestions for a simple way to remodel a last year's closefitting princess gown, giving it several decidedly this season's touches. The addition of a sailor collar with guimpe and sigh-standing collar of dotted net to a low-cut Dutch-neck gown of last season, would change the top of the garment and immediately proclaim it as decidedly this season's. A girdle of soft satin, defining the natural waist line, could be draped across the front, vanishing under the side panel. it up by loops destroys its shape. The advantage of keeping it in perfect shape Is that it always looks smart, even if the cloth is wearing through. Marital DUenchantment. How are Illusions to be maintained In the average housAold where a family is crowded into such small space that even privacy Is impossible and where the wife must be cook and housemaid and nurse, and seam stress, and heaven knows what, and give her mind to frying potatoes and darning socks instead of veiling herself in mystery. It is like telling a starving pauper that he should take port wine and turtle soap. Yet, the disenchantment of matrimony is a part and a big part, of the love cure. Avoiding; Rough Finger, The bane of the average sewer or embroiderer ia the roughened first finger. TMs Is particularly trying when one Is using embroidery silks which catch and roughen easily. To keep the toan&s in good condition wasfa them carefully before beginning work, and rub off all roughness with a fine pumice stone. Then wash off with a little acetic acid, which can be bought at any drug store. If this Is not at hand, a good cider vinegar answers the 6ame purpose and makes the skin soft and smooth. Hats on the Head. Hats are worn very low on the head. The roll that has been removed from the pompadour allows the hat to fit firmer over the crown, and as shapes will, on the whole, be less broad, the pose of the hat will be less spectacular. We shall see no more brims touching or resting full on the shoulders. Inanrance for Women. Frau Wiehe Bereny has formed a society in Copenhagen which enables a girl who is not certain that she will marry to take out a policy which will insure a liberal pension If she is still unmarried at 40. She pays a sum annually and if she marries before 40 her policy becomes void. If she marries after 40 the pension ceases. To Remove Mildew. Ruh tomato on the stains, sprinkl salt over thickly, and lay in the sun. Repeat this two or three times if necessary. Takln Soot from Carpet. Never sweep fresh soot from a carpet as the result 13 sure to be a disfiguring stain. Cover it quickly with kitchen salt and then sweep It up.

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Ted Lewis, mine boss at Burnett, fell 100 feet in a mine and perhaps will recover. Miss Lena Pendleton, of Greenfield, dislocated her jaw while yawning, and was in a serious predicament until a surgeon adjusted the difficulty. A dog having rabies bit a hog belonging to Charles Garling, south of Francesville, and the hog went mad. Before it was shot the dog bit a valuable horse, which will be killed. Marshal Maxwell has shot all the dogs reported to have been bitten by mad dogs.' An old frame building in Shelbyville, owned by W. H. Deprez, and which for many years was used by John Kuntz, in which he conducted a saloon, has been rented by the Holiness Christians, and within the next few days will be opened up as a church. The fur season has arrived and many raccoon, muskrat and opossum skins are being delivered at Evansville, selling at good prices. Dealers are expecting one of the best seasons in many years. Trappers say furbearing animals are more numerous than for many years. K Dr. Charles Davidson, son of Dr. and Mrs. G. N. Davidson, who were residents of Pendleton for many years, died of tuberculosis at the home of his sister, Mrs, O. H. Thomas, in Pendleton. Dr. Davidson, Jr., who was 42 years old, formerly practiced medicine in Indianapolis. He later moved to Grand Rapids, Mich., and came to Pendleton last May. A night blooming cereus, owned by Miss Nellie Jonas, of Seymour, has the distinction of blooming in daylight, which, according to persons acquainted with the habits of the plant, is an unusual occurrence. Three buds opened on Wednesday night, which remained in bloom Thursday i when, about noon, two other buds opened, making five flowers on the plant at one time. Mrs. William H. Lehnhard, aged 6S years, is dead at Evansville. The woman spent the last years of her life writing Bible studies in support of the millennial dawn. Her beliefvwas that death was a sleep from which there would later be a resurrection. The doctrine denies that there is a place of eternal punishment. Mrs. Lehnhard is survived by a husband and three children. Mistaking gasoline for water, Mrs. Alice Piatt, of Jackson, Miss., who is visiting her mother, Mrs. J. W. Zahn, in Lafayette, poured some of the liquid into a kettle sitting on a stove. When the gasoline took fire Mrs. Piatt threw the blazing bucket from her, and it struck her mother, and Mrs. Zahn is dying of her Injuries. Mrs. Piatt and her daughter, Dolores, aged 6 years, are in a serious condition. Zacharlah and Priscilla Fries recently celebrated their golden, wedding with a few invited guests at their home in Charlottesville, where they have lived nearly all their married life. Both are members of the Friends church. Mr. and Mrs. Fries have two children, Mrs.v Cynthia Peacock, a teacher in the public schools there, and Miss Clara Fries, who is at home with her parents. There are two grandchildren, Donald and Lois Peacock. The annual fall pilgrimage from Bartholomew and Brown Counties to the corn fields of Illinois is on. During the last week seventy-five young men from Bartholomew County and Brown County started for Illinois to husk corn. The young men make it a regular business to go to Illinois each fall and husk corn. They say they are well paid, and in addition they take the work as a sort of vacation. They will all re turn when the corn husking season is over. The Wilcoxen and Coers families have been having trouble at Morristown for a few days, and a dead cat started the trouble. The animal died on the premises of one of tho families and as it belonged to the other family it was thrown into the neighbor's yard. Then the families started an argument and Mrs. William Wilcoxen, who became angry, struck John Coers with a stone. Coers filed an affidavit for assault and battery against the woman and she was fined $ 15. The contract for a new county Jail at Bloomfield has been awarded to the Stewart Jail Works Company of Cincinnati, Ohio, for 128,000. It was necessary to call the County Council in special session to get an additional appropriation of $3,000. The plans for the new building were drawn by Herbert L. Bass & Co., of Indianapolis, under the supervision of Amos W. Butler, secretary of the Board of State Charities, and Dr. J. N. Hurty, secretary of the State Board of Health. The building will be located on the new site across the street, south of the courthouse. Simon Walters, 40 years old, living near Urbana, was kicked in the head by a horse and his skull fractured. He w as found several hours later lying unconscious where he had fallen. It is feared he was fatally hurt Ray Polston, aged 16 years, was probably fatally injured while assisting William Hart, a contractor, move a house on the J. Wr. Lawrence farm, northwest of Auburn. He was pinned under a heavy timber for half an hour, and was seriously crushed. The 5-year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. William Symonds, of Princeton, was fatally scalded when she fell backward into a tub of hot water. The child was only partially dressed, the mother having removed the outer clothing preparatory for the child's bath. When Fletcher Medearls, of Greensfork, reaches his one hundredth birthday anniversary, on November 16, the event will be celebrated by the gathering of two hundred members of the Medearls family. The centenarian is in good health and is taking much interest In the plans for the celebration. An unknown young man was struck and killed by a Big Four train at the station in Terre Haute. He had an interurban ticket to Paris, 111., and a photograph of a woman. He was about 25 years old, and of good appearance. One of the most important land deas made in this section was closed last week, when the deeds for 115 acres of fine oolitic stone land were transferred to the Ingalls Stone Company by Mrs. Mary S. Dalton, for which she received the sum of $13,500. Tfcs land Is located near Oolitic, and Is underlaid with fin? building stone.

Cholera is killing many hogs in the south half of Rush County. George H. Peet, of Indianapolis, has been appointed a clerk in the animal Inspection service of the agricultural department. He will be stationed at St. Joseph, Mo. On the recommendation of Senator Beveridge, Dr. J. C. Sheerer has been appointed a member of the Pension Examining Board at Wrinamac, in place of Dr. T. W. Kelsey, resigned. Warren T. McCrea, the weil-known Hereford cattle breeder at Kentland, has purchased the entire herd of Hereford3 owned by Clem Graves, of Bunker Hill, Miami County. There were over fifty head and the average price, excepting two bulls, was $100. Beau Real, a prize bull, sold for $4,000, and Merry Dale, another bull, sold for $1,200. Mr. Graves has decided to give up the stock breeding business. Mrs. Basil Street, aged 89 years, an invalid, was burned to death at Peru. A neighbor saw smok coming out of the doors and window, and turned in an alarm of fire. When the house was entered Mrs. Street's charred body occupied an invalid's chair. It is thought that while the woman was smoking a pirte she fell asleep, and that fire from the pipe dropped on her dress and set it on fire. No one heard her scream. The house was not burned. The apple brandy crop in Southern Indiana and Western Kentucky is short this year because of the scarcity of apples. It Is estimated that the output in Kentucky and Indiana together this year will not run over S0O to 1,000 barrels. Still-house apples are now selling for $1 a barrel, and are ' hard to get Should a freeze occur soon fermentation would stop and there would probably be a still further advance in the price of brandy. Twitchell & McFadden, oil operators, have completed a well In the Oakland City field, in which fifty-four feet of oil sand was drilled and the drilling stopped while the tools were still !n the sand. Nearly forty feet of the sand was oil bearing. This is the record for the field. No estimate of the well's production can be made. It is producing sone gas. There are now over thirty strings of drilling tools in the field and not an idle contractor. When James Sexton, mall carrier at Shelbyvllle, went to the depot one morning recently for the mall pouches which arrive at night, he found four of them had been tampered with. Three sacks, containing papers, and one sack, containing letters, had been cut open and the contents scattered in the baggage room'. Letters and circulars were opened, while many letters were unopened. The doors had been pried open, apparently with an av and crowbar. The amount of money secured, if any, is not known. Some Columbus people are Interesting themselves in the rice lands of Arkansas. Already two syndicates have been 'formed there to grow rice near Stuttgart, Ark., and many have bought farms to conduct themselves. Tbe Columbus Land Syndicate has 110 acres in rice this year and will begin thrashing soon. Cashier Fagan, of the German-American Bank at Stuttgart, estimates that the syndicate will have seventy-five bushels of rice to the acre this season and it will be sold at Stuttgart for $1.06 a bushel. If the crop averages seventy-five bushels the members of the syndicate will have dividends of $17.80 a share. Mr. and Mrs. Jesse Roudebush celebrated their sixtieth wedding anniversary at their home in Noblesvllle with a family dinner. Mr. and Mrs. Roudebush were married in Carroll County, Ohio, October 18, 1849, and moved to Hamilton County about fifty-seven years ago in an ox wagon. They have a family of six living children, four sons and two daughters; twenty-three grandchildren and fifteen great-grandchildren. Mr. and Mrs. Roudebush are 80 years old. They are enjoying fairly good health. Mr. Roudebush was a prosperous farmer and stock dealer until he retired twenty-four years ago and moved to Noblesvllle. Surgeons removed a cambric needle threaded with a small piece of thread from Just below the knee of Walter T. Bollng, of St. Paul. Mr. Bollng swallowed the needle when an infant, nearly thirty years ago. The needle never gave him any trouble, although he was treated for bone erysipelas sixteen years ago. About a week ago he was out hunting with a physician and he, complained of a sensation as if a brief were pricking him Just above the knee. The physician applied local treatment and the pricking ceased for a few days. When the sensation again appeared, this time on the under side of the leg Just below the knee, the surgeon cut the flesh open with the result that the needle was removed. It having traveled almost through the length of his body. He is seven feet tall. E. Lv Martin, the New Carlisle butter Tnaker, who has taken many first and second prizes at Indianapolis and Purdue, has been offered a position by the Government as butter inspector. Mrs. Roy Hiland. living four miles north of Jamestown, was painfully burned about the hands and arms while rescuing her 3-year-old daughter, whose clothing caught fire. The child was badly burned and her recovery is doubtful. The big flour mill In Elkhart owned by the Indiana & Michigan Electric Company and leased by A. H. Burrell and B. D. Morgan was destroyed by fire, entailing a loss of $50,000. The mill was built in 1SCS and had been In continuous operation. Henry Butts, of Rushville, while hunting rabbits without having his license with him, was placed under arrest by two game wardens and on plea of guilty in Mayor's Court was fined $5 and costs, amounting to $33. Being unable to pay thj fine Butts was placed in jail. William Mosler, cf Flora, an employe of a milling comnany, was Instantly killed three miles south of Delphi, when he was run over by a wagon he was driving. Two dogs got among a flock of 6heep owned by Abner Whaley, south of Morocco, and in less than an hour, killed twenty-five head and maimed others. The barking of the dogs attracted the attention of Ross Lucas, a neighbor, who killed both with a rifle while they were in the act of pulling down a. sheep. The dead and maimed sheep were appraised at $125.